Ester R. Mercado. 1991–(indefinite). Cause of death: She wasn’t. She just kept living. And that was the most terrifying thing B had ever seen.
He didn’t know which was worse: the lie or the truth. para kay b
For three weeks, B courted Ester the only way he knew how: through footnotes. He left her letters under her door that were ninety percent citations and ten percent apology. He quoted Borges on infinity and Sontag on photography, hoping she would mistake his fear of intimacy for intellectual depth. Ester R